The Stunning Mad Empress: The Useless Third Miss-Chapter 65 - Memories Like the Wind

Xiao Qingcheng shook her head with a smile, “No, I’ll just have a maid show me the way. You should stay with Grandmother, Old Nanny.”

The old nanny, looking at the extremely intelligent Xiao Qingcheng, nodded with a sigh, “I didn’t expect the third miss, healed by the adults from the Xianfu, to be so sharp. The Xiao family’s main branch is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, with constant struggles both open and covert. With Miss Xiao San’s mind, the matriarch can rest a bit easier.”

After a pause, the old nanny’s gaze towards Xiao Qingcheng grew even more fond: “Oh, right. Your father had a living room with a study attached in the matriarch’s courtyard back in the day. If Miss Xiao San likes, perhaps a maid could show you around there?”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Qingcheng’s eyes lit up with delight: “That would be wonderful.”

Then, Xiao Qingcheng followed the maid across a winding bridge to the other side of the lotus pond.

“Miss Xiao San, this is where the second young master lived before he was married. Because the matriarch favored him, the second young master was personally raised by her. Miss Xiao San, I can only accompany you this far,” the maid said respectfully, bowing deeply before turning to leave.

Xiao Qingcheng was left standing there, gazing at the pavilion by the lake and the distant building.

In the distance, the green and blue hues of the mountains and waters, and up close, the misty haze.

The seemingly real yet illusory scenery was interspersed with an eerie silence.

Little Pearl rolled out of Xiao Qingcheng’s sleeve, climbed up to her shoulder, and squatted obediently, “Master, is that distant house your father’s?”

Xiao Qingcheng squinted her eyes and shook her head, “I don’t know. Let’s go take a look.”

With that, Xiao Qingcheng walked through the pavilion and followed the bluestone path ahead.

After walking for about twenty meters, she arrived at the door of a house.

The courtyard here was open.

On both sides, osmanthus trees were planted.

The osmanthus trees stretched forward, following this unremarkable path all the way to the vast lakeside…

Inside the courtyard, apart from a set of stone tables and chairs, there was nothing else.

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The tightly closed door had no latch.

In front of the door, there wasn’t a speck of dust.

It was evident that this place had been uninhabited for a long time.

However, it was regularly cleaned.

“Master, master, let’s go take a look!” Little Pearl’s words brought Xiao Qingcheng back to her senses.

She lifted her foot and took a few steps forward.

She reached out and pushed open the door.

With a “creak,” the heavy sandalwood door opened, revealing a small reception hall.

It was exquisitely elegant and gracefully antique.

Rows of neatly arranged pear blossom wood chairs were as clean as new,

and the sandalwood tables, coated with wood lacquer, stood calmly and stably.

The thick woolen carpet underfoot was adorned with simple yet uniquely styled patterns.

At the top of the room, a dazzling night pearl was placed in the bright lamp.

Illuminated by the pearl, the entire room had a unique beauty.

The golden-winged screen behind the main seat also shone brilliantly.

“Wow, this room is so beautiful!”

Little Pearl, as if discovering a new continent, jumped down from Xiao Qingcheng’s shoulder and began to jump around the entire room.

While Xiao Qingcheng remained silent, she walked alone around the small reception hall and followed the screen on one side.

She then saw an antique study.

A large sandalwood desk caught her eye.

In the center of the desk stood a master pear blossom chair, behind which were various books.

Unconsciously, Xiao Qingcheng walked up to the bookshelf.

Looking at the rare books that carried her father’s aura, Xiao Qingcheng felt an indescribable emotion.

This sense of familial bond seemed to be connected by blood.

Even though there were thousands of mountains and rivers, years of separation, and countless changes…

The dull pain in her heart still lingered.

“Phew!”

She blew a breath and took down a volume of “Essays.”

Flipping through the already fragile pages, she saw lines of strong and vigorous handwriting.

“Dingyou Year, August 15th. Today, I went out to run errands for my mother. At the farthest border of the Phoenix Singing Continent, I met a woman who made my heart race. The moment I saw her, I felt… this woman was destined to be my wife, Xiao Yu.”

“Dingyou Year, September 15th. Last time, I wrote about my journey of self-discovery for the first time. This time, I finally managed to find out where that unforgettable woman came from through my connections. Heh, woman, where do you think you can run?”

“Dingyou Year, October 1st. I lost all news of her, and it’s so painful. So painful. Did my deliberate pursuit put pressure on her?”

…

This volume of essays was written intermittently over hundreds of pages, filled with the experience of searching for his mother, falling in love, and getting married.

Due to limited time, Xiao Qingcheng could only skim through it roughly.

After closing the book, she hesitated for a moment and handed it to Little Pearl, who ran over: “Take this book and carefully put it in your personal space. I’ll read it slowly later.”

“Okay. Master, there’s a bedroom on the other side. And I found a portrait inside!” Little Pearl burrowed into Xiao Qingcheng’s arms like a treasure.

“Oh? A portrait?”

Little Pearl, nestled in Xiao Qingcheng’s arms, lifted her cute furry face and nodded vigorously: “Yes, a portrait!”

“Let’s go see!”

Xiao Qingcheng, holding Little Pearl, quickly walked over.

Sure enough!

At the edge of the bed in the bedroom, there was a portrait hanging.

In the portrait, a perfect couple embraced each other.

The man, with an extraordinary handsome face and a refined, elegant demeanor.

The woman, with a beauty that seemed otherworldly and a gentle, happy expression.

Both had tall figures and wore the same red clothes.

In the vast expanse of white snow, under a blooming plum tree.

The couple, embracing and smiling, radiated happiness!

“Wow, this man’s looks are only slightly less than the Honored One’s! The woman looks so much like you, master. But you are even more beautiful!”

“This must be my late father and mother.”

Xiao Qingcheng’s expression was sorrowful, and her voice was tinged with a sigh.

Little Pearl, squatting on the ground, looked back at Xiao Qingcheng, then jumped onto her shoulder and said softly, “Master, you seem to have more strength and resilience than your mother. This kind of aura, no woman on the Phoenix Singing Continent has! So, master, you are special. Little Pearl believes that you won’t be too sad.”

Xiao Qingcheng squinted her eyes, her expression gentle: “Yes, thank you. Little Pearl, you’re right. Weakness is not my trademark. However, I plan to take this painting with me.”

With that, Xiao Qingcheng stepped forward and carefully removed the portrait from the wall with a wave of her hand.

“Here, put it carefully in your personal space. Don’t show these two items to anyone without my permission.”

With a flick of her paw, the portrait in Xiao Qingcheng’s hand vanished into thin air.

“Master, rest assured. I won’t show them to anyone except the Honored One.”